Can’t Win Me Back

Amber's eyes reddened as she darted toward the trapdoor in The Millennium, tears streaming down her face.

Remy had let her go.

He actually spared her! Didn't this prove that he was Damien? That his true nature lingered, even if his memories of the past had been lost? Hope and excitement bubbled within her as she ran.

She had to reach Alyssa immediately and share this evidence—this incredible news! Emerging from the trapdoor, Amber navigated the tangled paths among the weeds on the mountain behind The Millennium.

Suddenly, she froze.

Her breath hitched.

Beams of white light shone from all directions, focusing on her.

The cold, unyielding spotlights told her everything—she was surrounded, the target of an ambush.

Amber's heart pounded in her chest.

Cold sweat slicked her palms as her fingers clenched tightly around her dagger.

The veins on the back of her hand throbbed with adrenaline.

Six assassins in black emerged from the shadows, their flashlights cutting through the gloom like the eyes of hungry hyenas.

on her,

only path to survival

with determination as she

neck of the nearest assassin, a swift and brutal

precision, aiming

ferocity startled the man, who

ground, and blood

opening, surging ahead

very well be

her survival—it was about delivering the evidence she

didn't know how many more enemies lay in wait, but an ominous sense of doom weighed heavily on her

make it back alive

was immediately behind

dug a hole beneath a tree with her dagger

trunk, she then moved to the

answered after a

voice was gentle

about to speak when a gunshot rang

her left arm, knocking her

the slope, out of

end of the line,